Life is always different when you live with 40+ boys and 10 support staff.

Things take longer to do, require a little more planning, and not to mention – it is always an adventure, there is always something going on, somebody to talk to, somebody to have fun with.

A large group setting works both ways. In almost every way it is a lot of fun, like I said, there is always something going on. But, when it comes to illnesses, it is not pleasant.

A few days before the group arrived, I noticed a few of the boys were rubbing their eyes. The next day, the same three boys came to breakfast with blood red eyes, like they had been crying all night. Unfortunately for the rest of us, this was not the case – they had contracted pink eye, conjuntivitis.

It was just 2 days before the small group of 3 infected boys turned into almost every boy in the house, and it did not stop there. A day later, I got it in my right eye, along with many others from the Not Forgotten team. For the next few days, we were constantly putting drops in our eyes, walking around with blurred vision and just looking like a complete mess.

Thankfully, by the time the team left this morning, almost everybody has gotten over the infection.

Mery, the house mother, was talking to me yesterday with her little 2 year old son, Timoteo, and she mentioned that she thinks he might have varicela (chicken pox). It is not looking like he has it, but thank God I already did!